"You like ribs, right? Eat more. Don't be shy about taking some. This is Mom's house. Take whatever you want. You're Mom's child, not a guest."

Lin Jingyue pushed the plate of ribs towards the little guy, almost touching his rice bowl, so he could easily reach it with his chopsticks.

Li Chengyi watched her blink, then tentatively reached out with his chopsticks and picked up a piece of pork rib. He didn't put it in his bowl, but slowly, as if waiting for something.

After finding that she didn't react, he slowly put it back into his bowl, glanced up at her, and still saw no reaction.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

So eating meat doesn't have to get you scolded, he wasn't some abandoned brat after all, and he could finally receive the love he never got before. The ribs were delicious, the best dish he'd ever eaten.

He wished he could stay with his mother forever; he didn't want to see his father or his stepmother. He didn't want to see his brother and sister either, because they had never been kind to him.

The little one ate happily, and Lin Jingyue was happy to see him. It's a good thing to have an appetite; the worst thing is not wanting to eat at all, which isn't good for your health.

"Eat slowly, no one will take it from you. Eating too fast is bad for your stomach. If you like it, Mom will make it again later. There are so many ribs, it's enough for just the two of us."

A huge plateful, enough to fill you up just by eating the meat, let alone this big bowl of white rice. But they say a boy's adolescence can eat his father out of house and home; he's growing, so his appetite is probably a bit bigger.

However, she was also worried that his appetite might be too large and the sudden increase in nutrition might be too much for him to handle. So she prepared some digestive tablets, which she would give him one after the meal to make his stomach feel better.

Li Chengyi ate half a bowl of rice, a few pieces of pork ribs, and a few leafy greens, and then stopped eating. He drank the soup and ate the corn and pork ribs in it.

It's a bit unusual for a child this age to have such a small appetite.

"What's wrong? Didn't Mom cook well?"

He pursed his lips, thought for a while, and then shook his head.

"Then why did you eat so little? Mom made so much, I can't finish it all by myself." The food looked untouched. Could it be that my son has a small appetite?

Li Chengyi glanced at the half-eaten bowl of rice in his bowl, then at the large plate of braised pork ribs. He wanted to eat, but he felt full. So he rubbed his stomach, thinking he couldn't eat anymore.

Lin Jingyue, however, had figured something out.

His chronic hunger may have affected his stomach, making him think that eating so little would be enough to fill him up. In reality, his appetite is definitely greater than that; he just stopped eating because he felt uncomfortable if he continued.

The best way is to gradually open up your stomach and eat until you are truly full. But don't overeat either, as that's not good either.

"It's good that you're full. Mom thought you didn't like my cooking. You can eat as much as you want from now on, as long as you're full. Mom will never dislike you." She reached out and patted his head.

This was actually meant to tell him that he didn't need to be as timid and hesitant as he was at his father's house, afraid of being beaten and therefore not daring to eat too much. At his father's house, it was only because he, being a good-for-nothing, could provide that much.

But now he's at her house, he can eat whatever he wants, and it's none of anyone else's business.

She only has one son, is she going to feed him to outsiders?

“No,” Li Chengyi suddenly said.

"What?" She didn't hear clearly.

He lowered his head and said a few words shyly, "It's not bad."

It was delicious; the best meal he'd had in years. But he was full and couldn't eat anymore, so he stopped.

Lin Jingyue smiled and patted his little head. "Go watch your cartoons. Mom will take care of the rest."

He nodded silently, returned to the spot where he had been watching the cartoon, restarted the stopped video, and then resumed playing the previous footage.

I didn't cook much food, and in the end, not much of it was eaten.

Although Lin Jingyue is an adult, cooking so much food is still quite a challenge. So she had to save the food and put it in the refrigerator, so she could take it out and eat it again tomorrow.

Eating leftovers isn't very healthy, but it's not a long-term habit; it's just that I don't want to waste food. What ordinary family would throw away a whole bowl of pork ribs?

If she were still a pampered young lady like in her previous life, she wouldn't need to worry about the meals; someone else would naturally take care of them.

Therefore, the lives of ordinary people are generally based on frugality.

Li Chengyi waited for a long time, until his mother washed the dishes herself, but she didn't call him to wash the dishes.

He used to doing housework at home, but now that he doesn't have to do it anymore, he feels a little unaccustomed to it.

Lin Jingyue glanced at the time; the little guy hadn't been watching cartoons for very long, so she didn't bother to stop him. As long as he was in bed by nine o'clock sharp, nothing else mattered.

The little guy is a bit short, which is undesirable for a boy. He might grow taller with better nutrition, but genetically speaking, he probably won't grow much taller, maybe 1.7 meters at most.

Not really, so she plans to buy some calcium supplements. As for cooking more meat and vegetables at home, she just needs to prevent herself from gaining weight horizontally.

She would do everything she could to make sure her child wouldn't have any regrets later in life.

Eight forty.

Lin Jingyue walked over and turned off the cartoon.

"You can't watch cartoons anymore, it's time for bed. Go wash up and change into the pajamas Mom prepared for you, go on."

Li Chengyi didn't make a fuss; he did whatever she said.

Brushing teeth, washing face, changing clothes—the whole process was quick and efficient, without any fuss.

The room was the second bedroom, and the air conditioning was already on, so the temperature was comfortable enough to get a good rest with the blankets on.

"How about we start ordering milk for you tomorrow? Do you like milk? If you don't, we'll get something else."

Li Chengyi thought of his older brother and younger sister; they had both woken up early that morning with white milk stains around their mouths. Their father had ordered milk for both of them, but not for him.

So he nodded, wanting to say yes, but couldn't open his mouth.

"Okay, I'll order it for you tomorrow. Drink it if you can, otherwise it's fine, Mom will drink it. But I have to change your cartoons. You're so old, and your dad doesn't even take you to school. He's so irresponsible."

She plans to let her child learn something in online tutoring classes first, so that he won't be completely clueless when he goes to school.

"Okay, get some rest, goodnight."

good evening!